T for Tom

Chapter 1, short start

Posted in Uncategorized by johnsontoms on November 24, 2009

The beginning to my novel, as follows:

Before God left us alone to walk the earth, he made sure to leave the likes of mankind with one discerning characteristic, surely to laugh at any effort made to make a good life for ourselves: memory.  The thing that torments us daily, pulls at our desires, and forces us to forge a life built out of what should have been instead of what could be.  If necessity is the mother of invention, memory is surely the bastard father of regret.  And for that there are things we can’t escape no matter how hard we try.  It drives men to drink, to kill, to abandon all hope.  And since I’m no bastion of excellence, I’ll fill you in on what haunts my nights: a .264 lifetime batting average.  Good enough to live, bad enough to not live well.  My suitors have been many, each promising something different to utilize to my skills: Nantucket, Peoria, Sioux Falls, they all come and go.  But what else does a man like me have to live for?  I just swinging the bat, and occasionally good things come my way, kind of like the high breaking-ball; gotta swing for the fences when you get a chance like that.

I’m not seeing many of those chances any more, though.  And now the sunrise of my life is fading to evening, as quickly as the afternoon didn’t even exist.

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